Luyện nghe bài hát Master Of The House

Come on you old
Fetch a bottle of your
What's the of the day?

[Thenardier with a flask of wine.]

Here, try lot
Guaranteed to hit the
Or I'm not

Gissa a' rum
Landlord, here!

[To Right away, you scum
[To customer] Right away,

My of soaks
My den of
My dirty jokes, my pissed as newts.
My of whores
their lives in my inn
Homing homing in
Then fly my doors
And their as good as yours

[Thenardier a new customer.]

Welcome,
Sit yourself
And the best
in town
As for the
All of 'em
Rooking their
And cooking the
do you see
Honest men me
A of good intent
content to be

Master of the
out the charm
Ready a handshake
And an open
Tells a saucy
Makes a little
appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a
Doesn't me to be nice
But nothing gets you
has got a little price!

Master of the
of the zoo
Ready to 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the
Making up the
Pickin' up knick-knacks
When they see straight
Everybody a landlord
bosom friend
I do pleases Jesus!
I bleed 'em in the end!

Thenardier &
Master of the
Quick to yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
boon companion
Everybody's

But lock up your
Jesus! I skin you to the bone!

[To new customer...]

Enter
Lay your load
your boots
And from the road
weighs a ton
Travel's a
But here we
To lighten your
Here the is cooked
the fat is fried
And overlooked
Till I'm

Food compare
Food beyond
Mix it in a
And pretend beef
of a horse
of a cat
Filling up the
this and that

Residents are than welcome
suite is occupied
Reasonable
Plus little extras on the side!
Charge 'em for the
Extra for the
Two for looking in the mirror twice
a little slice
There a cut
Three percent for sleeping with the shut
it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of he knows
How it all
All those bits and
Jesus! amazing how it grows!

Thenardier &
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
Servant to the
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's boon
Gives 'em he's got

Dirty of geezers
Jesus! What a little lot!

Mme.
I used to
I would meet a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's since?
of the house?
Isn't me spit!
`Comforter,
- and shit!
Cunning little
Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a
But not much there
a cruel trick of nature
Landed me with such a
God knows how lasted
with this bastard in the house!

Thenardier &
of the house!

Mme.
and a half!

Thenardier &
Comforter,

Mme.
Don't me laugh!

Thenardier &
to the poor
Butler to the

Mme.
and toady
And inebriate!

Thenardier &
bless the landlord!
Everybody his spouse!

Everybody a glass!

Mme.
it up the master's ass!

Everybody raise a glass to the of the house!